Rivers and Twigs

Rivers and Twigs

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Rzeka grew up in a large city; moving to a small seaside town where she meets a peculiar pet from her childhood at the age of 13. In the process of sorting through old items in boxes throughout the attic, she came across an old friend - a shrew-foxlike sock puppet she'd dubbed Twig. Without an inkling of understanding of how he's suddenly gained some sort of sentience, she tries to go about her life normally with this slightly psychotic and socially and physically inept creature as he finds numerous ways of tormenting Rzeka and her younger sister, Yula. Several years go by without incident until Twig returns once Rzeka turns 18 with the only objective of killing her. (This story includes illustrations and nonsensical tangents and unnecessarily long Tolstoy-esk descriptions.) Enjoy!
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Tuesday, 6 October 2015 For Amali, Christmas 2015 This story began in the September school holidays 2015, when Amali was staying with me and had trouble getting to sleep at night. After trying all of the old remedies I could think of, counting sheep, relaxation, deep breathing, I came up with an idea I thought may help her. I suggested that we both think of a story that night while we were trying to go to sleep. I sometimes have problems getting to sleep as well, and I've used this in one form or another at times with some success. So, when she asked me "what sort of story?" I searched around in my head for a story theme that would interest Amali. What I then came up with was "how about .....The girl who would... (thinking hard).....wear... (digging around in my head for a subject) and then the word "Green" came. We had our title. Next day, I asked Amali if this had worked, had she thought of a story. She said it had a bit, and she told me hers. Can you remember your story Amali? That night she wanted mine. Thinking this would be a one off, one night venture, I started with the very bare bones of the story that follows. Little did I realise at the time, that Amali would want another chapter every night! From then on, until she went home after the holidays, I struggled through telling the story, coming up with some events as I went, and giving myself a few sleepless nights trying to come up with something for the next night. The story was left, when Amali returned home and to school, somewhere near where Essie meets her grandmother. Amali has asked me a couple of times to continue, but at the time, I got stuck with where to go next. So here I the finished story hope you enjoy!

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